square jester
I'm not sure which of tonight's self-portraits (I rarely shoot more than one I'm happy with) will make it to the 365 Days pool. They all reflect the funk I'm in now: noncolorful, nonelectric me. I think my battery's dead.
I have not brushed my hair since Tuesday. I never got around to makeup today, or even taking my hair out of the bun on top of my head. I did chuckle some at Garden State (a top-ten favorite movie) and even perked up a bit at the soundtrack I love.
We all get in these moods. I think I don't want to call it a funk. Funk implies a good bass line. Plucky. Maybe I'm in a fink.
Maybe I get in these moods more than others. Maybe because what I do comes with a fair amount of rejection, and, while I can handle it, it gets tiresome.
Yeah, that's it. That's the ticket.
I'd like to say something different on each one. I'm out of words.
By the way, this was shot in digital black and white. There's no color version.
square jester
I'm not sure which of tonight's self-portraits (I rarely shoot more than one I'm happy with) will make it to the 365 Days pool. They all reflect the funk I'm in now: noncolorful, nonelectric me. I think my battery's dead.
I have not brushed my hair since Tuesday. I never got around to makeup today, or even taking my hair out of the bun on top of my head. I did chuckle some at Garden State (a top-ten favorite movie) and even perked up a bit at the soundtrack I love.
We all get in these moods. I think I don't want to call it a funk. Funk implies a good bass line. Plucky. Maybe I'm in a fink.
Maybe I get in these moods more than others. Maybe because what I do comes with a fair amount of rejection, and, while I can handle it, it gets tiresome.
Yeah, that's it. That's the ticket.
I'd like to say something different on each one. I'm out of words.
By the way, this was shot in digital black and white. There's no color version.